"You look quite the Queen," he said making no attempt to console me andgoing into his bedroom and slamming the door.Mum went in to see him and I heard...them shouting at each other. Shewanted him to try being in my shoes and he made plain what he felt aboutthat.Eventually the storm blew over and Dad accepted that I was going to spendmy evenings and weekends in character.Strangely there was no more bullying at school and people stopped callingme a poof despite my arched eyebrows. Were Chris's. Your body is much more receptive than I would have hoped, given the circumstances,' Sander smiled kindly. 'But you're going to have to beg for it, if you want to cum.''I don't want to cum,' Amy hissed. 'I don't want you fucking me at all. I need to, and you're not letting me. I won't beg for you to keep r****g me.''That's fine,' Sander shrugged. 'But I'm going to keep doing what I'm doing until you do beg. I can go all day, it's up to you to tell me what you want, sweetheart.'She held on for a. .. The girls were already on their 2 or 3 cup each and James was already on his 2nd asking for a refill.Oh well, I thought. At least everyone is going to pass out in a while and I'll get some quiet time to play on my laptop til the battery dies. As the sun went down, the alcohol stopped flowing (that seems to happen when you run out), and the drunk ladies, gf included, were stumbling about trying to get out of their tiny shorts and tops into their pj's. I couldn't help but enjoy the view, my gf. And report back to me with whatever you learn.”I let my hand linger in hers for a moment, giving her hand a gentle squeeze, then nodded and left her. Most everyone was at dinner, so I was able to move unseen into the room where Cicero had taken the coffin. The coffin was standing upright along one wall, in front of the Sanctuary window seal. I easily opened the simple lock on it, then pried the doors open. The mummified corpse of the Night Mother was tied to the back wall. She looked different.